Date: Wed, 8 Feb 2017 20:49:29 +0000
From: Michael
Subject: Watching Newlyweds
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WATCHING NEWLYWEDS
Sometimes things happen that you know you're very lucky to experience and
will likely never experience again. This is one of those events (although
something kind of similar happened to me again only a year ago. But that's
a story for another time.)
I love to watch people fuck. Straight couples, gay couples, groups, doesn't
matter to me, as long as I can sit with a clear line of vision and jack off
while they do it. Finding a couple into being watched is a lot harder than
you might imagine. Finding a couple who are both smokin' hot who WANT you
to watch is nearly impossible.
A few years ago business took me on a two week trip to Coeur d'Alene,
Idaho. The company put up at a charming bed-and-breakfast that had been
converted from an 100 year old schoolhouse. It only had, I would guess, six
or seven guest rooms, and I rarely saw any of the other guests. I liked it
because of the privacy, but also because of the large hot tub in a very
private pavilion, behind the main building. No one ever seemed to use it
except me, and, as the two weeks went on, I got very comfortable taking my
swimsuit off and enjoying the relaxing warm water alone in the nude late at
night.
As I was leaving for work on the morning of my last full day at the B&B, I
ran into a young couple checking in, Andrew and Megan. They were both very
hot, extremely good-looking, in their very early 20s. The owner informed me
they were on their honeymoon. Even though it was a very quick how'd-you-do,
I remember thinking they're both very lucky to be fucking such hot people
as each other.
That night around midnight, after a very long last day at work, I went out
to the hot tub pavilion for one last evening. I got in the tub, turned the
bubbles on, and, as I had done for the previous two weeks, took my suit
off. The bubbling hot tub was noisy, and my mind was drifting, so I didn't
hear the door behind me open and close. Suddenly I realized Andrew and
Megan were climbing into the other side of the tub. Luckily, the bubbles
filled the water with frothing foam, so they had no idea I was naked.
Seeing her in her bikini and him and his board shorts, was a
revelation. They were even hotter than I first thought. They were both
athletic, with tight, defined bodies. Megan had medium sized breasts, and a
heart shaped ass. Andrew was muscular, but not in the gym built sort of
way, much more natural, but still completely ripped. His chest was covered
in hair that trailed down to the top of his shorts, which was (and is) a
huge turn on for me. They were both blonde, her's a bit more reddish than
his dishwater color, but Andrew's chest hair, interestingly enough, was
considerably darker. Very sexy.
They started chatting with me, saying they hoped they weren't interrupting
my privacy. I told them of course they were welcome. Fairly soon the
conversation dwindled and we all started quietly relaxing in the warm
water. I was concerned that I had to figure out a way to get my swimsuit,
which I had thrown onto a chair next to the door with my towel. They hadn't
noticed it was there, I hoped.
As I was trying to figure out how to retrieve it, I realized I couldn't see
their hands under the bubbles. Clearly they were starting to play with each
other a little bit, and they stared into each others eyes, kissed, and
giggled. The fact that this very hot couple was playing pinch-and-giggle
didn't help my swimsuit problem, since I was starting to get an erection
imagining what was going on just out of sight under the water.
My plan was to just out wait them, wait until they went back to their room
and then I could get up and get my swimsuit. But they were clearly having a
pretty good time, kissing, and playing under the water. I started to feel
slightly uncomfortable, like I should leave and give them some privacy, but
I couldn't stand up and expose my now rock-hard cock.
Andrew kissed Megan quite deeply, and while he did so, his right hand came
up and cupped one of her breasts. She laughed and turned and smiled at
me. "Hope you don't mind." I made some joke about them being on their
honeymoon so anything was acceptable. "Besides," I explained, "I'm no
prude. And we're in a hot tub. Do whatever you feel like." We all
laughed. She kissed him again, and then cryptically said to him, "Ask him."
He smiled, and said, "In a bit."
I had no idea what they were talking about, but as they chatted and kissed,
and played under the water, they were clearly getting more and more
comfortable and settled in. This could be a long wait.
I tried not to stare as their hands were clearly becoming more and more
active under the water. I couldn't see anything through the bubbles, but
they were obviously enjoying themselves immensely, and their kisses went
from quick giggling pecks to long, lingering lip-locks. Occasionally I
could detect a flicker of tongue moving in and out of each others' mouths.
After 10 minutes or so, Megan turned to me and asked, "Do you mind if we
turn the bubbles off?"
I froze! I was suddenly in a very difficult position. I made some joke
about bubbles making the experience more exciting. They both laughed. And
then she said, "No, is it really okay? The bubbles are kind of bothering
me."
Trapped! I had no choice. "Okay," I sheepishly admitted, "Here's the
deal. I've been staying here for a couple weeks, and I've come out to the
hot tub every night and nobody else was ever here. So, the truth is ... " I
hesitated and they looked at me with sly smiles on their faces. Andrew
broke the silence. "So what you're saying is you're naked right now." He
laughed.
I laughed as well. "That, in fact, would be the case, yes."
Megan leaned forward. "Well, why didn't you say so?" she enthusiastically
shouted, and immediately untied her bikini top and pulled it off over her
head.
Andrew laughed, pulled his trunks off under the water, wrung them out, and
threw them on the deck next to the hot tub. Megan took her bottom off as
well and threw them over the side. Now all three of us were naked, though
our genitals were still obscured by the bubbles. Megan's nipples were rock
hard, and it was hard to miss Andrew's appreciative glance at them. They
both sat back in the hot water and looked expectantly at me.
I laughed. "Still want to turn the bubbles off?" I jokingly asked. "Sure,"
said Megan. "Sorry," I said, "I was just joking." "I'm not," smiled Megan.
I was getting a little uncomfortable, not sure what was happening. Megan
turned to Andrew, and once again said, "Ask him." Andrew sighed in comic
over-exaggeration, and told me that he and Megan had a major fantasy, one
that they had promised each other they would live out on their
honeymoon. Their fantasy was to make love while someone watched them. Since
watching a couple is one of MY major fantasies, his statement nearly took
my breath away. But what he said next really shocked me. "Want to watch us
fuck?"
I honestly don't remember what I said, but it was clearly in the
affirmative. Andrew nodded, and looked at Megan. She smiled the biggest
smile of the evening. He looked back at me and said, "Sounds like a good
time. But I have to tell you a couple rules. You can't touch us, you can
only watch. We don't want someone to participate with us, just observe our
experience." I told him I understood and was just great with that. "I do
have one question though," I said. "Is it alright if I jack off while I
watch you?"
They both nodded. "I'd love it. That would be a huge turn on," said Megan.
"I'm down with that if you are," I said, already stroking my stiff cock
under the water. I reached over and hit the button on the side of the hot
tub. The bubbles immediately stopped. The water wasn't clear yet, but it
would be within a couple of minutes.
Andrew and Megan looked at each other and kissed a long, passionate,
romantic kiss. Then Andrew hoisted himself up out of the water and sat on
the edge of the hot tub. His already rock hard, cut cock was beautiful. I
would guess it was a little over 8 inches, and very thick. He had extremely
large balls, that were hanging low under his dick. I didn't know if it was
from the hot water or if they were always like that. He had a thatch of
dark pubic hair, and even though it was soaking wet, I could tell it was
full and only rarely trimmed.
Megan looked at his cock, then looked at me and smiled. She reached over
with her right hand and gently ran it up the length of his cock. Then she
leaned forward and licked up the side of it, stopping to kiss the mushroom
head before taking it into her mouth. Andrew's head fell back in
pleasure. Megan began to work her mouth up-and-down on the thick
shaft. With her left hand, she cupped Andrew's low hanging balls. With her
other hand she began stroking his cock into her mouth.
I was, of course, furiously stroking my dick by this time. It was so hot
seeing this beautiful young bride blow her young, hung new husband.
Andrew grabbed her by the hair, roughly pulling her mouth off of his cock,
and leaned down and kissed her deeply. Then he looked over at me and said,
"Why don't we take this to someplace a little more private? Let's go up to
our room."
We got out of the hot tub. Megan's young pussy was completely shaved. I was
surprised, since Andrew clearly kept his pubic hair full. We didn't bother
to put our swimming suits back on. We just wrapped the towels around our
waists, left the pavilion, and went into the bed-and-breakfast, up the
stairs, and into their bedroom.
We all three instantly dropped our towels. Megan lay back on the bed, and
spread her legs. Her pink pussy was soaking wet, either from the hot tub or
from being turned on, I couldn't tell which. Andrew dropped to his hands
and knees next to the bed, and began licking her cunt. His ass was pointed
directly at me. It was covered with dark fuzz, and his asshole was
particularly hairy. I sat in an armchair, next to the bed, stroking my
cock, up and down.
Andrew ate Megan's cunt slowly at first. His tongue made long, loving
lapping movements to the glistening pink lips, and then he would suck her
clit for long periods. Her eyes almost never left me, watching me stroke my
cock while watching her getting her pussy eaten. Andrew took two fingers
and slid them up inside of her. He began to finger bang her as he licked
and sucked her clit until she climaxed, her head thrown back, her hips
bucking her pussy up against his mouth.
Andrew's cock was rock hard, and oozing precum, which had puddled on the
carpet where had had been kneeling. He stood up and stepped back from the
bed, as Megan reversed directions, lying with her head hanging over the
edge of the bed.
Andrew looked over at me, and said, "This is how she really likes it." He
stepped forward and put the mushroom head of his cock against her waiting
mouth, as the pre-come drizzled over her left cheek and her moist lips. She
took his cock into her mouth and sucked the head slowly, then he began to
push forward, and his cock slid deeply into her mouth. But he wasn't done
yet. He stepped back, pulling out his cock. She looked up at him
apprehensively. He only smiled, and gave his cock two strokes with his
right hand. She looked at him, with pleading in her eyes. "Please," she
said. "Please, baby, fuck my throat. Fuck it hard."
Andrew, somewhat arrogantly, said, "You sure you want that? You sure want
my cock deep down your slut throat? You want me to fuck your whore throat
while he watches?" He indicated me. "Yes," she breathlessly
nodded. "Please, fuck my whore throat! Please."
He stepped forward and put his cock against her lips once again. She opened
her mouth very wide, and he lunged forward, his cock brutally sliding down
her throat, as his hairy, low-hanging balls banging against her nose. She
gagged slightly, and he began to slowly pump his hips back-and-forth, his
cock working its way in and out of her mouth, and deeper and deeper into
her throat. I could see the outline of his cock in her neck.
His hip thrusts became faster and he began to brutally fuck her mouth. His
low hangers repeatedly slapped against her nose and eyes, and I could see
drool coming from the corners of her mouth, dripping down onto the
floor. Needless to say, I was furiously jacking my cock! As Andrew fucked
her throat he said, "You like that, slut? Do you like that cock in your
throat? You like when I fuck your whore mouth?" Of course Megan was unable
to answer, but from her gagging moans, and the way she was furiously
playing with her pussy, I could tell she was loving it.
Without any warning Andrew stepped back away from his wife, his cock
pulling from her mouth with a slurping sound. "Watch this," he said to
me. He climbed over the top of her, his knees on either side of her torso,
and slowly lowered his hairy ass towards her face and her mouth. Her tongue
darted out, and hungrily found its way into the crack of his hairy ass. She
began to tongue his asshole back-and-forth, in and out, faster and
faster. She rimmed him hungrily, pushing her face forward, burying her face
in his hairy ass crack. He moaned, and leaned forward and licked her pussy
a few times. She couldn't get enough of eating his hairy asshole, looking
at it, loving it, occasionally pulling away, and then thrusting forward
again, tongue first. Kissing his puckered asshole, worshiping it.
Andrew suddenly stood up, looked over at me, and smiled. "Now for the main
event," he said slyly.
Megan repositioned herself on the bed, her head on the pillow. She arched
her back, and put her legs up in the air, but her eyes never left me and my
rock hard, pre-cum seeping cock. "Which of you do you prefer?" Andrew
asked. "Side view, or from below where you can see all the action?"
"From below," I whimpered jacking my cock even harder.
Megan adjusted positions slightly, and Andrew straddled between her legs,
his hairy ass, still damp from her saliva, now pointed at me. He leaned
forward. By slumping slightly in the chair I got a better view, and watched
his large, engorged cock slowly slip into her wet pussy. She bucked her
hips and forced him inside her, until he was balls deep in her
dampness. Megan moaned and put her arms around his neck. Andrew began to
rock his hips, his cock moving slowly in and out of his new wife's
stretched cunt.
I didn't know how much longer I could hold off until I came, especially as
Andrew began to fuck her harder and harder. He was pounding her pussy, both
of them moaning uncontrollably, the sweat making both their bodies shiny
and their muscles even more defined. Periodically, Andrew would say
something like, "You like that, you slut? You like being fucked by my big,
hard cock? Do you like strangers watching me use your whore cunt?" She
never answered, but would moan incoherently. He fucked her even harder, as
I stroked my cock even harder. He was pounding her with perfectly
controlled, but brutal, thrusts.
Just when I thought I couldn't hold off cumming any longer, Andrew pulled
out of Megan's pussy and pulled her head over towards the side of the bed
where I was sitting. He climbed on top of her sitting on her chest and
began to stroke his cock into her face. She licked his low hanging balls,
sucking each into her mouth, and trying, unsuccessfully, to suck both
together. He was stroking harder and harder and suddenly produced a
guttural moan. Salvo after salvo of hot, creamy jizz squirted out of his
huge mushroom cock head, spraying her face. The first squirt hit her left
cheek and forehead. Her mouth opened and her tongue came out, catching
nearly all of the second salty spurt. Andrew was a voluminous cummer, there
were five or six large spurts of hot thick cum and three or four small
ones. When he finished shooting, her face was glazed, covered in his
viscous juice.
Needless to say, I shot as well, hitting my chest and stomach with hot
sperm. It was an intense orgasm, and I shuddered and moaned at exactly the
same time Andrew did.
Andrew's sweaty body slid down over her's until he was lying fully on top
of her, face-to-face. The cum was dripping off her face, out of her mouth,
into her hair, onto the sheets of the bed. Andrew didn't seem to mind. He
leaned forward and gave her a long, lingering, passionate, romantic
kiss. Clearly she was snowballing some of his own cum back into his mouth,
and he seemed to love it. There was cum all over his face as well when he
looked up and smiled at me.
I used my towel from the hot tub to clean my cum off my chest and stomach,
as they returned to kissing. I stood up, put the towel around my waist look
down at them. I smiled and said, "Congratulations on your wedding. I know
for a fact you two are going to be very happy."
They both looked up at me, smeared cum covering both their faces and
lips. "Yeah," said Andrew, "We think so too." I left the room, and left the
B&B and Idaho the next morning. I never saw Andrew and Megan again. But
they were one hot fucking couple I'll certainly never forget.
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